Do you like the way that I turned out? Does it make you feel like you have something to feel guilty about? And when you see, nothing is left of me to destroy Hope you remember that I was just a boy
I'm sure you tell yourself that this was love You bathe in bullshit, I drown in disgust You made me so filthy, now I'll die this way Yet you'll die before me, fucking decay!
I won't mourn you I got enough fucking bodies in my closet now without you How could i forget? How your withered hands felt on the back of my neck
They said his cold body was found With his blue lips laying in the piss on the ground And you can blame everything on a mental disorder But you know deep down that this was fucking murder
I watched the roof burn down in the family home You poured the gas, you lit the match, now you're fucking alone I hope you know you got me messed up, I'm starting to slip Fifteen years later, bitch You still make me sick
Sick
I hope it keeps you up in the cold of the night I hope your daughter feels the sadness when she looks in your eye And when you feel like it's done Like your demons have gone You'll hear the screams of our stillborn son
Sleep tight, may the voices speak lightly Pray to god I keep my lips sealed quietly Sleep tight, may the voices speak lightly Pray to god I keep my lips sealed quietly
My spine is aching and creaking I speak your name when I'm sleeping Don't feel I'll ever quit thinking and I've been shrinking and sinking my thoughts deep under the ground I can't see over this cloud Don't even think of talking to me if you see me aroundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
